Rock of Ages cleft for me

Let me hide myself in Thee;

Let the water and the blood

From Thy wounded side which flowed

Be of sin the double cure;

Save from wrath and make me pure

Nothing in my hand I bring

Simply to the cross I cling;

Naked come to Thee for dress;

Helpless look to Thee for grace;

Foul I to the fountain fly;

Wash me Savior or I die

While I draw this fleeting breath

When mine eyes shall close in death

When I soar to worlds unknown

See Thee on Thy judgment throne

Rock of Ages cleft for me

Let me hide myself in Thee